This evening we had dinner at Gattitown. This is the sort of thing I thought I'd have nightmares about. I was actually hoping to make it through both kids' childhoods without setting food in Gattitown or Chuck-E-Cheese. And yet, I had foolishly promised Graham the children's museum today, not remembering that it would be closed. And oh, how my boy did weep. In my desperation, I scrambled frantically for a consolation. Pizza and video games, son! Anything to mend your wounded heart.
The food was nothing great, obviously. But the place was clean. It wasn't crowded. Graham had SUCH a blast playing games after dinner, and Dean was dazzled by all the sights. The really surprising thing for me was how much fun *I* had playing. I need to work on my skiball skeelz, though.
Anyway, it's always nice to discover that something you'd been rather snobbily dreading really isn't so bad. We'll probably even do it again one day.
11.24.2008
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